Justin Daye - Barry Bonds lyrics

[Verse 1: Jon Connor] Who wanna see where the f** I'm from? Let's take a trip so you can see just how far I've come From where making it out is like you breaking out of a cell From where real n***as did either got shot up or in jail Rap n***as talk about murder, but murder is not for talking If n***as was talking in my hood, then them n***as is barely walking You tryna swim with the sharks but you n***as is soft as a dolphin; You rapping and you ain't 'bout action You acting, you Dustin Hoffman, you stuntin' Steve Austin also You outta proceed with caution Cops'll run in your house, yellow tape around your apartment; Money under the matress, dope up under the carpet Get caught quick I seen hoes get n***as wet up Pillow talk with you missus, this b**h is part of the set up n***as is plottin', n***as is rotten they k** they own folks No respect for sh** n***as cussin' in front of old folks Grown folks is part of the problem, part of the gossip Instigatin' is this the deciding factor in why they got shot up My auntie still play the number and hoping she hit the lotto So she could get dressed up and take that trip to Chicago Tires screech in the night and gunshots immediately follow I know n***as in condos that solve they problem with [?] Everyday conversation could lead to interrogation A barbershop confrontation could lead to incarceration Being ratchet is a religion 'cus they don't know nothing different And b**hes just being b**hes, they b**hing about they business She seen it, she know who did it, a witness; Good thing she didn't believe in snitching, cus if she do Consequences relentless Baggy jeans, long tee's, big coats, fitted hats Country hood, civic hood, f** it where my n***as at? Westpad, Pearson Hood, Mearl Hood, Shelby hood [??????] Every hood that took a loss wish we could get our n***as back Figure that my n***a then you figure every n***as' strap Can't relax they just react, be careful how your n***as act So I'm putting on, Fly City is my home, 'till the day that I'm gone Uh uh ohn [Hook: Jon Connor] And here's another hit, Barry Bonds [hey hey hey hey hey hey] We outta here baby We outta here baby JC so outta here baby! Yeah! [Verse 2: Justin Daye] I used to sing in the choir Unlike others the sh** I wore wasn't the cleanest attire Told n***as that I could rap, I was seen as a liar Now I'm out in Cali with broken[?] everything I desire I'm more, Jackie than Barry Bonds A pioneer to a city of people holding on The typical story of a home with a single mom Knowing life would be better if Papa wasn't gone If 'Pac and Big wasn't dead I probably would call 'em Dad The substitutes for the father I really never had Not to exaggerate the situation I used to visit, he even came to my graduation In elementary I had his interest and admiration For writing lyrics, now I'm dependent on entertainment to make a living 'Cus Eminem said "Lose Yourself in the moment" And never expect to get a favor back when you loan it Success is a b**h because she never comes when you want it Just know it exists It's relief like letting it out, when you holding a piss Truth be told I could give a f** about a top five list I got two friends in the grave Mamma feel like a slave Sister going to school, and I'm really proud of her grades And me, I'm trying to escape the nightmare of minimum wage Cus lyrically, I think I'm the illest n***a my age But two hundred projects from rap n***as are released every day So sh**... [Hook: Justin Daye] Ha ha ha [hey hey hey hey hey hey] We outta here baby Uh We outta here baby Uh We outta here baby!